Low Rent Avenue

One, two, three, four.

I don't get paid until Sunday.

Got a $10 bill in my hand.

Wanna buy my son a soda and some candy.

Why I'm feeling so ashamed, he just don't understand.

I wash my hands of this humiliation.

In disgrace of a dirty old world.

Made the best out of a bad situation, baby

Threw my heart out of my chest and left it big old

Waiting in an old bus station

On a long, hard afternoon

Reeling from the pain, waiting on the rain

I wish I had some money for a goddamn train, yeah

I said I wish I had some money for a goddamn train

It may be my imagination

Or it may just be my rain

A sign of my generation, baby

I read that book, "Time to Turn Your Thing"

I don't know facts or fiction

Getting harder now to find the truth

Waiting for my benediction, Lord

Wasting my life on low rent avenue

Wasting my life on low rent avenue

Wasting my life on low rent avenue